This magical cultivator named Mu Feng did not give Zhu Lingwu too much useful information. Zhu Lingwu was too lazy to read about this guy's miscellaneous memories.

This guy is just a disciple of the Hundred Ghost Sect and a demonic cultivator who has been cultivated from mortals. He is really a poor ghost, and he doesn't even have a storage bag.

The biggest spoil this time is naturally the Hundred Ghost Banner, but now Zhu Lingwu doesn’t have time to study this ghost magic weapon.

Seeing Mu Feng, who was almost dead, Zhu Lingwu was also a little unbelievable.

This magical monk who was at least two levels higher than him was easily solved by him.

In fact, when this demonic cultivator appeared just now, Zhu Lingwu realized that his strength was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Afterwards, I pretended to behave in order to reduce the other party's vigilance. After all, I was careful not to beat him.

But unexpectedly, an arc completely lifted the opponent's resistance.

But speaking of this, the five Xuanming ghost heads in Zhu Lingwu's hand have improved a lot. Now each of them can be regarded as a ghost cultivator at the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining.

And those Xuanming ghost claws condensed with the innate five elements of spiritual power are much stronger than the skeletons outside.

As Zhu Lingwu's identity, he was naturally much better in Zhu's Wubao than when the pharmacist was sneaking. He could completely refine the Xuanming ghost head and the Xuanming ghost claws inside.

It doesn’t cost much to give the live cows and sheep to the Xuanming ghost head every day, but it can be refined into materials to condense the skeleton ghost heads.

As for those Xuanming ghost claws, in the environment where the spiritual energy in the world in Zhushi Wubao, they can naturally absorb the spiritual energy at will to condense their own five elements spirit bodies.

So these Xuanming ghost claws can be regarded as five mutant ghost cultivators at seven or eight levels of Qi refining. They can even use their own condensed five elements spiritual power to release some magic.

Thinking of this, as long as Zhu Lingwu does not meet the immortal cultivator after building the foundation, or the demon leader who builds the foundation of the demon spirit, ordinary demon cultivators will not be placed in Zhu Lingwu's eyes very much.

"It's so unlucky. I prepared for a long time, but I just hit a little fish! Hey, Xiao Daji, you are really impatient. Be careful of this guy's heart, you will have indigestion!"

When Zhu Lingwu was searching for Mu Feng's memory, the little white fox had already jumped out of Zhu Lingwu's baggage, and snatched out Mu Feng's heart before the Xuanming ghost heads and started eating.

This eating behavior made Zhu Lingwu frown again. At this moment, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but think of his other talented magical power, the ability to draw blood and transform essence.

It seems that he can also use the blood of such a monk to improve his spiritual power.

However, Zhu Lingwu did not have the intention to absorb the blood of this kind of demonic cultivator. Zhu Lingwu was really worried that he would have indigestion in the innate demonic spiritual power they condensed.

Let Xuanming Ghost Head use it to condense their skeleton Ghost Head.

These flesh and bones will eventually be refined into special substances by these Xuanming ghost heads to help them condense the skeleton ghost heads, thus turning this skeleton ghost head into a magic weapon.

Thinking of this, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but sigh again. The spirit beasts raised in Zhu's Wubao seemed to be wasted.

If I had known that I would have slaughtered them all before I left, the spiritual power contained in their essence and blood would have been enough to increase Zhu Lingwu's qi refining progress a little.

But thinking about it on the other hand, Zhu Lingwu’s behavior now is not like what a righteous cultivator should do. He seems to be a little more evil than a real demon cultivator.

To be honest, the opponents who fall into Zhu Lingwu's hands with the little white fox and five Xuanming ghost heads are often incomplete.

The heart belongs to the little white fox, the flesh belongs to these Xuanming ghost heads, and the soul will be detained by Zhu Lingwu as the clone of the son soul. Such a result will definitely disappear completely in this world.

Just like this Mu Feng, what he could leave in the end was a torn dress and a pool of blood on the ground.

Zhu Lingwu looked at the little white fox eating people's hearts and the mysterious ghost head swallowing human flesh, but there was no feeling of repulsion. Such a mentality could not be considered a good person at all.

If the so-called righteous monk finds out, he will definitely be labeled as an evil demon and heretic.

Although Zhu Lingwu said this to the little white fox, his eyes also had a strange look at the blood in Mu Feng's body.

He also put the Hundred Ghost Banner into his Qiankun Storage Bag. To put it this way, Zhu Lingwu had another magic weapon on hand. If Zhu Lingwu used it in the future, it would be difficult for people to regard him as a good person.

"Well, well, this guy is so careless! Old ghost, didn't you say there is another guy over there? It seems that he is not much more powerful, so why don't you kill him too!"

The little white fox over there had already swallowed Mu Feng's heart. At this moment, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and suggested to Zhu Lingwu again.

The flesh of this kind of monk's heart is much fresher and tougher than that of ordinary mortals, and it can also allow the little white fox to absorb more special spiritual power needed for growth.

The little white fox has only enjoyed this taste when he was taking the pharmacist's heart before, and it can't help but feel unsatisfied.

There is no distinction between good and evil in the little white fox. Being with Zhu Lingwu is definitely a feeling of being in love. It will only encourage Zhu Lingwu to kill people, so that it can eat more delicious people's hearts.

"Forget it, don't cause trouble. That guy seems to have been inspected in another direction. If he goes to find him, it will be a long time to delay us, and I still have something to do now!"

With Mu Feng’s memory, Zhu Lingwu naturally understood the reason why Mu Feng appeared in this woods.

It was indeed the soul that Zhu Lingwu had let go before. He was discovered by Mu Feng, who was born in the Hundred Ghost Sect. He didn't know that Zhu Lingwu existed at first.

I just wanted to grab another soul for his Hundred Ghost Banner, so that the power of his Hundred Ghost Banner could be enhanced.

So Mu Feng and another magic monk suggested leaving the camp to patrol around to see if he could catch some missing Zhu's private citizens.

Their mission to station here was mainly to capture the remaining private citizens of the Zhu family and send them to the Black Lantern Army camp.

Of course, Mu Feng is now thinking about it. Because he sensed the departure direction of Zhu Lingwu's soul, he chose the south side of the military camp as his patrol area, and then discovered Zhu Lingwu.

No wonder Zhu Lingwu had a strange feeling in his heart before. In fact, he had been targeted by this Mu Feng.

But when Mu Feng saw that Zhu Lingwu was just a low-level Qi Refiner at about the third level of Qi refining, he prepared to play a cat and mouse game with Zhu Lingwu.

After seeing Zhu Lingwu being prepared to cross the river and escape, he deliberately waited for Zhu Lingwu in the forest across the river, but he did not want to give his life to Zhu Lingwu.

As for the magic cultivators who went to patrol the other direction, they also had the strength of about the fifth level of Qi refining. They seemed to be practicing a kind of blood evil magic skill, and they were good at hand-to-hand combat.

Now it seems that it is not the opponent of Xuanming Ghost Head and Xuanming Ghost Claw. It is not difficult to kill it in the past.

But now Zhu Lingwu was attracted by something else and didn't plan to cause trouble.

Mu Feng's memory information provided Zhu Lingwu with a good flying spell.

It is a spell that can fly quickly in high altitudes, which finally fulfills Zhu Lingwu's wish that he had been obsessed with before.

This flying spell is called the Hundred Ghosts Cloud Escape Technique, and it is also considered a special spell of the Hundred Ghosts.

It uses the Yin-cold demon spiritual power cultivated by Baigui Sect to condense water and vaporize into a dark cloud. Then it can use magic to drive the dark clouds and fly in the air.

Moreover, this spell also has a good concealment effect. Unless you are watching close to it, ordinary people will only regard the dark clouds formed by this spell as ordinary cloud groups.

Just now, Mu Feng used this flying spell to find Zhu Lingwu's traces in the air, but Zhu Lingwu was still confused.

However, the most suitable spell for this kind of magic is the kind of cultivator who belongs to the water to release it. Although Mu Feng was originally a mortal, after practicing the Hundred Ghosts Demonic Art, he condensed a body of innate water-attributed demonic power.

Therefore, it is even more convenient to use this technique of hiding the clouds of the Hundred Ghosts.

For Zhu Lingwu, it caused some trouble. Zhu Lingwu's mutated pure yang spiritual power may not be able to use this magic of gathering water into clouds and flying in the clouds.

It seems that Zhu Lingwu needs to test it first and find a way to improve it, but I don’t know if he can create the effect of shadowless yin fire like the previous Xuanming Nether Fire.

Sometimes Zhu Lingwu is really a little depressed. Why does he feel that his path to cultivating immortals is different from what he imagined before?

It seems that in the novels he had read before, many spells are common and can be used just by using them, but now in reality, Zhu Lingwu found that the same spell will eventually have different effects in the hands of different people.

"Maybe my current level of immortal cultivation is too low, so I have such troubles!"

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but shook his head in a little annoyed, and then pulled out the magic release method of the Hundred Ghosts Escape Cloud Technique from Mu Feng's memory to study it.

The little white fox didn't know what Zhu Lingwu was thinking, and he was still unwilling to look at Zhu Lingwu. After hearing his feelings, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Old ghost, what did you think of again? What's going on now?"

"Must thing, by the way, I'll pass this spell to you to see if you can release it. You are the innate spiritual vein with both water and wood attributes. Maybe you can cast this spell directly, maybe!"

Zhu Lingwu turned his head and looked at the little white fox. He couldn't help but think of this idea. If he had no effect in using the Hundred Ghosts' Cloud Escape Technique, then it would be better to let the little white fox try it.
Chapter completed!